ametalsoul came to in the space between the grains of sand in the high desert of blue canyons. In the place where waves break on black cliffs. My soul fell through a green void of confusion and illusion of hallucination. A warrior in the battle of windmills and self-loathing. A wonder of too near and too far. Now I stand near fire and friend and offer that space to you.

This is it, all that there is, one small man living a very large dream.